Noah's pov
*Buzz* *Buzz*
I nearly jumped out of my own skin. I immediately sat up and looked around the room noticing my phone constantly lighting up next to me. I picked it up and immediately looked at the time - 2AM. Two fucking AM and someone's ringing me?! I looked down at the name and my face immediately softened. Finn. Why was he ringing me? Finn was my best friend and I knew him. Something had to be wrong. I immediately accepted the call and his voice quickly blasted through the phone.
"Noah..." I sighed, I could already hear the slur in his voice.
"Yeah." I whispered calmly into the phone.
"Really like you." I sighed, Finn always got weirdly clingy once he drank.
"Finn how much have you drank?" I mumbled down the phone.
"Nothing!" He giggled causing me to groan.
"Where are you Finn?" He only laughed even harder.
"Fin-"
"I've found it out."
"What?"
"I found it out!" He repeated louder this time.
"No Finn I didn't mean- never mind, what did you find out." I sighed making myself comfortable knowing he wasn't going anywhere soon.
"I spend most- most of the time acting..." What was he on about now.
"That's your job Finn."
"But this...this isn't an act."
"What isn't." I whispered.
"The way I like you...that isn't an act."
"Wait..." Did he mean he liked me or was he just meaning as friends?
"And I've been waiting 4 years to tell youuu." He practically sang down the line.
"You're drunk Finn."
"I...I know how I feel." He argued.
"Where are you?" I asked in a serious tone climbing off of my bed realizing I needed to find him. I could tell he was outside.
"Turn around." He giggled and began talking about some...light?
"Where are you Finn." I repeated now fully serious.
"At No's house." He groaned,
"You're at my house?" I called down the phone rushing out my room to go look out the front window.
"Hm? Exactly." He clarified. I practically slammed my front door open and there he was. He was layed spread across my porch staring up at the light.
"Finn?" I whispered squatting down next to him.
"No!" He giggled. Shit he looked a mess.
"How much Finn?" I asked hoping to get an answer this time.
"I'm here!" I rolled my eyes,
"Yes yes, now please sit up." He didn't.
"Sit up!" I groaned causing Finn to jump up and stumble as he reached his feet.
"Come here." I mumbled wrapping my arm around his waist and pulling him inside. I tried to let go but he pulled me into a hug.
"Finn..."
"I like you No."
"Finn you're...you're drunk." I stuttered but he shook his head grabbing both sides of my face.
"Are you mad?" He asked softly.
"What? No no, just come sit down." I reassured dragging him to the sofa.
"I like youuu." He giggled pulling me down with him.
"Finn stop!" I groaned removing his hand off of me.
"I'm glad you're here No." He whispered pulling me down yet again this time forcing me to lay next to him.
"Yeah yeah..."
"You're so pretty." He mumbled placing his hand flat on my face.
"Stop..." I whispered moving away from his hand.
"Mad?"
"Never." I softly reassured. He rested his head against my chest and I softly began playing with his hair as he fell asleep.
I was confused. I didn't know if he was just being drunk or he actually meant it...like that. Either way I had been waiting practically 5-6 years for him to say those 3 words...
A/N: I did the 3 word generator thingy again...
This one isn't as good but yeah:
Mobile Phone, honesty and turn.
Also kinda inspired from that one scene in Young Royals S1 E4 - if you know which one I'm talking about - It's literally my favourite scene lmao.
Do you like these 3 random words things? Idk until my inspo comes back and my writers block goes they're giving me idea ig?
Ummm any requests?
Hmm what's your favorite subject in school?
I don't really have one atm...I only take 3 things so I mean not much to choose from but ig Criminology.
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Zoe :)
